This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.

I hope you're representing the devil's advocate.

I take space to be the central fact to man born in America. I spell it large because it comes large here. Large and without mercy.

I'm one of the cliches that has grown up.

Were all moving, moving, moving. Isnt it nice?

Atlantis will rise again.

ONE PERCEPTION MUST IMMEDIATELY AND DIRECTLY LEAD TO A FURTHER PERCEPTION